A first kiss

Maybe if I Write it Down it Will Go Away (so I can study), or, A First Kiss, or, Complicated Situations.

Lean in.
Close eyes.
Taste breath, cigarettes.
Pause, savor the moment just before contact.
Touch lips; it isn't a kiss yet,
just an accidental collision of lips,
that happened with purpose.
Step closer; "gravity: the force of attraction..."
Enjoy the warmth.
Be gentle, the tongue comes to you
and it should be greeted kindly.
Brace youself; never mind, it has been taken care of,
Now returne the favor.
Slide away; slowly, it doesn't mean anything,
Until you see the eyes.
"Gravity: Seriousness or critical nature"
Keep yours closed as long as you can,
and pray for the teary glisten of orbits shifting.

Adrian Downey
April 2010

Of poetry.

Of Poetry.

I.
Think!
Poetry is best when concise.

Adrian Downey
2010

A few words about nature.

My Nature

An abandoned town left to old crows,
but I'm a spring chick.
The smell of salt water drifts through cold morning air,
infused with a hint of smoke
from distant fires lighting the dying night.
The sounds of birds ring hollow in my ears
like "the power of the trees";
that insignificant buzz I've always heard,
but never could explain.
From my perch above this town,
I see it all;
A sunrise exploding into dawn,
like a newborn exuding life,
or a pianist before recital
blessing every key touched with divine grace.
I see my nature.

Adrian Downey
April 2010